In anticipation for an early morning of lobstering, I loaded the boat the night before and turned in early to be ready for the 4:15 a.m. subconscious alarm clock. Unfortunately, the morning broke with thick fog and zero visibility. I had to abandon my lobstering until later in the day.
The late afternoon was as nice as it gets here in Maine, with glassy calm conditions and temperatures in 70s. With four hours until dark, I asked Captain Curt to join me to speed up the hauling and to help get through all the traps. Captain Curt was pleased to make the ride due to picture-perfect weather conditions and also to get a better look at my secret lobstering spots. Normally I am quite secretive; however, I made a business sacrifice to let Captain Curt see my lobster "honey holes" in trade to get fresh bait on all the traps before dark.
The first trap we came to was in a small cove in front of Portland Headlight - very shallow and protective surrounded by steep, rocky walls. As we looked up towards the lighthouse, twenty or so on-lookers were aiming their cameras down at us to get the perfect picture to take home with them that represented their trip to Maine. As the first yellow trap broke the surface, three or four big lobsters were hiding in the back of the trap. Captain Curt and all our new friends with cameras up above were excitedly surprised. I on the other hand just let my secret spot out of the bag and it no longer was a secret to Captain Curt.- Captain John R.